As I sit on my balcony, five a.m in the morning, looking down at the city as I hear the bustling of people going about their lives. I light up a cigarette and take a drag out of it. The girl I just had sex with sits next to me, only in my t- shirt. She's blonde, blue eyes and dark brows, opposite of what Delilah was. My heart aches at the thought of her.
The blonde girl, which I have no clue what her name is, was nothing like Delilah in bed. I didn't feel the love in our kiss, I didn't feel the passion. The blonde girls, was rough , inpatient, eager and sex crazed. Delilah didn't show any of those things, she showed me what love was suppose to feel like. The thought of her makes my head spin. I took out another cigarette and took a drag. It was the third one today and it's not even 6 am. As I took another drag the girl spoke up.
"Did you love her?" She asked, I was shocked by the question, you can tell she was afraid to ask.
"I loved her. I really did" I shrug as I took a drag on my cig.
"will you'll ever love again?" She asks. I hesitated, I took another drag on my cig and look directly into the girls eye.
" that's a good question. And to be honest I don't know. And I don't think I'll ever know"
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Brooklyn Baby~ Grayson Dolan fanfic
Povídky" I still have my journal" he sadly smiled "Did you love her?" "I loved her. I really did" he says as he drags on his cig. " will you'll ever love again?" She asks. He hesitates, drags on his cig and look directly into the girls eye. " that's a...
